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... s from him up to her face obscured by the magazine, and then from her forehead down to her feet before he suddenly stood up. In Jane Sampson’s despairing sigh, he whipped away the magazine from her face, "Jane, I knew it was you! You’re still pretending to sleep with a magazine over your face, huh? Haha, you didn’t expect this, did you? Even if you turned to ashes, I could still recognize you!"
Jane Sampson’s eyes were filled with despair as she gave Peter Gingery, who was brimming with ...
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